You pant, a hand clutched at your hip to stop the severe bleeding. You had been fighting for what felt like hours to no end— When would this stop? You don’t even know how this all happened, things shattered at the ground in fragments and plant vases knocked over, the atmosphere was strained and stiff. You could feel your chest tightening.

“Y/N,” Blade gasped out, gripping his sword handle tightly as he stood up straight. “This, is for your own good. Stop this, I don’t intent to hurt you any further..” He took a step closer, you halt back. It makes him cease in his tracks, “Why.. Why are you so afraid? I would never hurt you,” He spoke in a disingenuous tone, making you scowl angrily.

After everything he’s done, he has the audacity to say that? It made your blood burn to a boiling point. This entire time you’d loved him just to find out that all of this was a lie. He never loved you, you were just useful to him in plenty of ways, like hell he’d actually have any sort of attraction to you. Blade's silver tongue had always wrapped you in a web of lies, whispering promises of love that you foolishly clung to. He stared at you, his crimson eyes unreadable, murmuring, “This was never my intention.” But you knew better. He had used you, manipulated your trust for his own gain. Your heart ached, but your resolve hardened — you wouldn’t be deceived again.